"So… do you have any ideas?" After two hours of fruitless brainstorming with the others, Elena finally turned to me.
The situation was dire—there was no denying that. Though this rooftop was currently the safest place we could be, it was also a trap. A trap in the sense that we were cornered. We couldn't go down, couldn't escape, and if we stayed here for too long, the third day would arrive. By then, more vampires would emerge, including the higher-class ones, and our chances of survival would plummet.
